If you were a cloud so shaped that only I could know,
Floating lilypadlike, secretly, like a bride behind the veil;
Warm as the inside, warm as summer, warm as the finality of our touching,
Warm as someone saying, I'm yours forever--
Understanding eternity,
Understanding.

I would bring you into the landscape of my breasts, lingering.

If you were a meadow with the fragrance of a million grasses
Domed in blue and brilliant before the heron took flight and left us trembling,
Winged as the wind, winged as our hoping, winging as the first time we kissed,
Playing your game,
Playing.

I won't end this game we're playing 'til the blackness covers me.

If you'll be the sunshine on the window of my soul,
Blinding me to God's plan above the chiseled words that might mean nothing,
Broken like your promises, broken like my vows, broken as a golden chain,
Praying for hope,
Praying.